Ji Wei suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She simply took off her high heels, which had become painfully uncomfortable, then bent down and gathered up the long train of her gown, arranging it into a stylish and sleek design at her side in an instant.
Her earlier clumsy dancing had been due to wearing a dress that wasn’t suitable for dancing.
At this moment, everyone at the edge of the dance floor was utterly baffled by Ji Wei’s actions.
What exactly is this young lady planning to do?
"Mo Qian, let’s dance again."
Ji Wei beamed brightly at the man, her cheeks tinged with a faint blush. Under the spotlight above her, she looked radiant and captivating, making it impossible for anyone to look away.
Gu Moqian agreed without hesitation, cooperating unconditionally.
As he agreed, the man also took off his restrictive suit jacket, leaving only a crisp white shirt. The two buttons at the neckline were undone, exuding an effortless elegance and refined charm.
On the dance floor, the two stood together as if surrounded by a halo. The other dancers quietly stepped aside because just standing near them made everyone else fade into obscurity.
When the music began again, Ji Wei’s expression transformed. Her beautiful eyes glimmered with determination and defiance.
Tonight, she wanted to reclaim the title once bestowed upon her: Queen of the Dance Floor.
In stark contrast to her earlier drunken state, Ji Wei now seemed like an entirely different person. Her movements, her demeanor—all were indistinguishable from that of a professional dancer, while Gu Moqian’s flawless coordination only added the finishing touch.
Their tacit understanding and perfect synchronization transformed every rhythm and move into something passionate yet elegant, leaving the onlookers stunned and full of praise.
Before the crowd could finish savoring the moment, Ji Wei ended the dance with a flawless backbend.
Those spectators who had mocked Ji Wei earlier for embarrassing herself quickly shut their mouths. The unspoken slap in the face came far too quickly.
As Gu Moqian pulled Ji Wei back into his arms, she was still catching her breath, exhilarated from the joy and excitement of dancing after such a long time.
Staring at the woman before him, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with a strange allure, Gu Moqian’s gaze deepened. He reached out and pulled her into his embrace, letting warm breath fall against her delicate earlobe as he praised her without hesitation, "You dance beautifully."
His thin lips brushed faintly along the edge of her ear, eliciting involuntary shivers.
Their intimate actions caused the surrounding spectators to be stunned speechless.
Mr. Gu was notoriously indifferent and cold toward other women, almost to the point of aloofness, yet he was unmistakably different when it came to Miss Ji.
The success of their dance was undoubtedly due in part to Mr. Gu’s extraordinary patience and perfect coordination, which was nothing less than indulgence toward Miss Ji’s confident flair—a clear display of pampering.
At this moment, their closeness only further confirmed Mr. Gu’s unmistakable favoritism toward Miss Ji.
It seems that all those rumors about arguments and even annulment between the two were complete fabrications. Meanwhile, the women at the scene who still held onto a smidgen of hope toward Gu Moqian had their dreams entirely shattered.
With so many people watching, Ji Wei still felt a little embarrassed despite the alcohol she’d consumed.
The woman in his arms squirmed slightly, but Gu Moqian only tightened his hold. "Let me hold you a little longer." The mesmerizing charm she’d exuded while dancing captivated him so deeply that he was unwilling to let go.
"But there are so many people watching..." Ji Wei murmured hesitantly.
"In my eyes, it’s only you," he replied, implying that he couldn’t even see the crowd around them.
After a moment, Gu Moqian reluctantly let her go.
Ji Wei was about to bend down to slip on her high heels again, but as soon as she made a move, Gu Moqian stopped her. "I’ll do it."